There were lots of the usual gulls being fed by families enjoying the warm sunshine, but it was a small family of Tufted Ducks that caught my eye. There were only three juveniles but they all looked in good condition. No sign of the male though. I guess he was busy down the pub with his mates taking a well earned rest.
Mum, on high alert with the young ones around.
One of the little fluff balls.
One day, when those wings have grown a little more, you'll be able to fly.